Prepping for the apocalypse -- In the Library

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From reports outside the school, there are minor zombie attacks still going on.

Methos eyes the Doctor as he goes through the crowd of students, reassuring and supporting them with his very presense. Methos waves vaguely in the direction of his forehead in an off-hand salute to the other professor.

Right now, Methos has a different responsibility. What was he thinking, getting all the blade-users under his command? "Right, let's get the only people with an off-hand chance of killing you, accidentally or on purpose, and put them REALLY REALLY close to you." He shook his head. "All right!" he says loudly. "Anyone who uses, by preferance and by skill, a bladed weapon, get over here."

They still needed leaders for groups marshelling heavy-power weaponry (a couple of people were saying the names, "Jack" and "Charlie") and another for more standard projectile weapons, but Methos assumed that the medical team would center around Janet.

{OOC: That's an open invitation for anyone who wants to head up the other group to step up and be a leader...]

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Faith came running into the Library, carrying a bulging bag. "Angelus, hey- been looking all over for you- got the weapons you wanted. There was a giant bear thing in the ship, and I didn't understand a word he said, so I don't think they're coming here."
She paused to catch her breath. "Woah, dizzy. I think I need to sit down for a minute. Everything's fuzzy."

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Angelus bent down and put a hand on her back. His expression was worried. "Faith? You okay?"

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Faith leapt up at the touch of his hand and grabbed a stake out of her bag. "F-Faith?" she asked, confusion plain on her face. "What the hell are you talking about? And stay away from me!" she yelled, brandishing her stake.

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"What's wrong? What happened?" Angelus moved back, holding up his weaponless hands. The look of worry did not leave his face. "Did you get attacked?"

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"What's wrong? What's wrong? There's a soulless vampire here who's trying to act like we're friends when he knows damn well that I should be staking him right now, and look at me!" FaithBuffy said, looking down at herself. "This isn't even my body! You did this, didn't you!"

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"Did what?" Angelus demanded. "Faith, it's me. It's Angel."

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"I'm not Faith! And you're not Angel, don't lie, Angelus. What is this, some sick kind of joke? Trying to stop me from helping with the zombie attack? Because it's not going to work. I have a calling to help people, and you won't be able to stop me."

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"If you want to help, good," Angelus said. "We need it. We need you."

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Faith looked at him, somewhat confused. "Well...good. Fine then. But I'm seriously watching you. If you so much as even look at anyone like a snack, you're dead. Again." She nodded.

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[OOC: Finally gets it... dies laughing.]

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((OOC- Oh man, I'm cracking up. I keep imagining when they wake up tomorrow morning and are just like "Ew. Let us never speak of this again."))